One Piece: I'm Mihawk's Son

The Red Hair Pirate ship docked right next to the marine warship. It was deep into the night with at least five hours left before sunrise.

Mihawk and Shanks dropped from the ship, everyone was still sleeping with Ben Beckman leaning against a tree, his eyes were closed until he sensed them.

"How was it, did you beat her?" Ben smirked; perhaps he was expecting his captain to give him a surprise and say that this time it had been a stalemate. But the answer he got was completely different from his expectations.

"Don't even start telling me…" Shanks groaned as he saw Mihawk carry the sleeping Veyron inside the forest. He took a whole barrel of booze an opened. The man didn't have the intention to sleep tonight and his first mate sighed, willing to serve as company as he had done a few times already.

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"Mom?" Veyron woke up due to the rustling and found her carrying him away together with Yoru and Youbi on her back. She stepped across the branches with a neutral expression.

"Don't worry, just go back to sleep".

"Did you win?" he asked just for the sake of asking.

"…" Her face was like: 'Did you doubt it?'.

"My mom is the strongest~"

"She is indeed, brat".

'Oh? She's quite confident… it must have been a devastating battle' Veyron thought, she would usually not be so full of herself, he imagined her battles with Shanks were quite even but her tone made her believe that this time she had thoroughly trashed the red-haired man in their duel.

They arrived at their previous spot in between the vines and branches of the gigantic trees in Rusukaina, an isolated spot. They usually sleep naked together but Mihawk intended to just lay down and allow him to have a comfortable sleep as there wasn't much time left for them anyway. The sun would raise soon and she'd have to leave.

Even in those conditions she kept continually looking at her son whose red eyes were opened broadly, staring at her.

"Sleep..."

"You're still going to leave?"

"Yes, why?"

"How long…?"

"About a year…" She scratched her head, it was a rough estimate that was likely to go for way longer than that.

"A year!? Let me go too!" Veyron had something to anchor himself in, she was going to do something dangerous and his help, although not necessary, could come in handy.

"No." Mihawk's answer didn't give the slightest possibility to negotiate, she even glared at him as if daring him to ask again. Even then, the brat dared to negotiate!

"Then let me go to the island of Sabaody and stay there with you instead? when the time comes you can go and I-".

"No."

"…"

The boy pouted, she wasn't being flexible... Mihawk seemed to notice how unreasonable she was being for reasons she believed were justified, the boy wasn't going to stay quiet until an agreement was made and hence, she came up with some terms that had already worked before and would surely work again.

She rubbed his cheeks first, setting up the grounds.

"If you conquer this island as well… I'll give you another reward, alright?" Previously she offered him a reward for completing the training she had imposed on him and it had worked wonders... she had previously expected him to request a sword but that wouldn't be the case anymore since he already had one strong enough to enter the Great Grade Meito (O Wazamono) after undergoing his compression.

"But you haven't even given me the reward that you already owe me".

Her eyebrows flinched.

"You can ask for anything as long as you don't ask to come along".

...

The lady was none the wiser. Anything we're too many things. Mihawk's eyebrows widened when she felt his hand inside her shirt… groping her boob. This wasn't unnatural as he'd usually do this whenever they slept together.

She sighed and took her shirt away, showcasing the beautiful pink buds that bounced a bit before staying still. Veyron was addicted to them albeit not for good reasons. He hugged her body sideways and buried his head into her chest.

"Such a naughty bo-!!!"

It was when she felt something slimy and wet lick her that she realised things weren't going to be simple tonight.

"V-Veyron?"

He was licking her chest like a lollipop. Only after a bit of playing did he actually take a nipple inside his mouth brazenly.

!!!

"You sloppy brat!" She was about to smack him when he made that characteristically puppy-like expression of his that she used to completely disregard and yet as of late it was becoming more and more effective. Today, the day he was supposed to be 'rewarded'; this technique became for Veyron what the full moon is for a mink.

Her eyebrows twitched and her hand came to a stop.

'This is my request', was all those cute red eyes were saying.

She couldn't refuse him and just like that the mother was left in complete control of her son's devices.

Veyron released that tantalising nipple and saw his mother who was giving him the most complex of expressions, as if she didn't know what to make of this.

"My request... let me do what I want before you leave?" It was simple for him. Veyron decided to play his cards tonight. It wasn't his intention, but the thought of her leaving for a whole year hurt.

It hurt the last time she left for two years when they weren't even that close, now it was just a crime.

"That's... put some limits to that request" She stated, aware that this boy was an expert at breaching contracts, the moment she said 'anything' was the moment that she condemned herself.

Veyron started assaulting that pink bud with his tongue, not with roughness but instead with delicacy as if tasting the sweetest cherry.

"Hmn~".

!!!

He looked up abruptly to see Mihawk covering her face and biting her lips.

"Then... just touching and licking?".

"..."

"Is that okay, Mom?" Seeing her silence, Veyron wondered if he was overstepping his boundaries and prepared to back down, it wasn't necessary.

Mihawk refused to look at him, she just nodded with slow movements.

'Just touching and licking... nothing can go wrong, right?'.

An unexpected naive thought coming from an experienced pirate... but an inexperienced woman. Although she looked like she was undergoing an internal battle, Veyron thought about what he was doing, his real age and the relationship they had until now.

He realised that he has fallen in love with this woman and that he started to feel for her in ways a son shouldn't for their mother.

Although aware she wasn't his biological mother in either life, she had raised him, taught him, fed him, and given him a roof to live under.

He kept sucking that pink nipple with delicacy as Mihawk's moan started slowly but surely to become stronger; but the more he enjoyed himself, the more thoughts kept getting in the way.

'T-This is not right. I should have waited more'.

He stopped and separated from her with an abruptness that caused nothing but confusion to Mihawk. The pleasure stopped too abruptly. Never in her life had she so much as touched herself… this was something new.

And the fact that it was Veyron doing it and no one else instead of being a turn-off, delivered a sense of assurance.

'I-If feels good, why did he stop?'

When her gaze lowered to look at Veyron she found him turned around and away from her.

"Veyron?"

"…"

"Son?"

"…"

She shook him a few times, it was impossible that he was asleep when he had been so enthusiastic a few seconds ago. Veyron didn't turn around but instead just took her hand and placed it around him in a spooning position, indicating that he wanted to sleep.

"I'm good Mom, let's sleep, I had enough fun".

'Enough fun you say...?'

The lady frowned this sense of urge that she never felt before was eating her up and yet she felt a little apprehension in asking him to continue. She was instead more curious to know why he had stopped. Only one thing came to mind.

"Did I taste bad?"

!!!

"What does taste have to do with anything?!" He turned around abruptly just to end up catching up the sight of Mihawk's bud that was still wet with his saliva. He checked up his body and there was no reaction, it was normal.

But while his body wasn't stimulated... his mind was at the border of collapse.

"Was it because I'm sweaty?" She thought that was the cause; she did spend three hours fighting shanks, it hasn't been a challenge compared to their previous duels, but it did make her sweat.

"It has nothing to do with it! please let's just sleep!"

Mihawk frowned further upon hearing that, she hovered above him with her chest exposed, hanging and demanding.

"Then why did you stop?"

Veyron gasped, it didn't matter what way he looked at it, she was demanding he continue receiving his 'reward'.

It reached the point where Mihawk took her own right breast and pointed it at his face, "Don't you want them? You're always fondling and looking at them… and now that I'm allowing you, are you going to chicken out?"

!!!

She knew her son too well, taking out the first two months in which they just became familiar, his habits and beliefs had become apparent in the last two years. The moment he was challenged, Veyron became another person... he was extremely competitive.

His hand extended to claw on her breasts which couldn't possibly be contained within his hands.

The boy's mind was filled with contradictions, something he shouldn't be doing, but something he wanted to do... ever since he was Alexander Graham he never felt a connection with any lady. Mundane things like losing his virginity or courting a lady were never on the radar, there were higher things to achieve.

'But then I met you...' Initially, he saw a mother in her because, for dozens of years, there wasn't a gesture as simple as a miserable warm hug... such a simple thing and yet nobody was able to provide it until now.

But then, the more he spent time with her, the more he realised she was like the ideal woman. Ambitious, hardworking, wise, powerful, dependable and overall, trustworthy.

At this instant, while holding her breast as if his life depended on it, Veyron and Alexander were fighting fiercely. The son that desperately wished for her to remain a mother. The man that hoped she'd be a woman.

This strife continued for several seconds of inactivity in which she witnessed his vacillation.

"Do you think I'd sleep naked… with anyone? any boy that just happened to randomly show up at the shores of my island?"

"..."

She lifted up in a wonderful display, undoing the buttons of her trousers and placing her long silky black hair into a ponytail.

"Make up your mind already, Veyron... I never had you for an ambiguous person. You're having an internal battle and yet your hand is already fondling my breast. If you want something just come for it".

It was then that he realised that any internal struggle was futile, his claw was already clutching against that prize, and regardless of the answer... it wouldn't let go.

The lady lowered down and whispered something in his ears that felt more thundering than any wave of her Conqueror Haki.

"Your mouth stopped… keep sucking them".

!!!

Unable to resist, Veyron discarded any useless thought. It was as if Veyron and Alexander came to an agreement as to how stupid they were both being instead of brazenly claiming the prize in front.

He gave that nipple a long lick before softly munching and sucking as much of her chest as his mouth could take.

Mihawk smiled when he did that, and bit her lips, resisting the urge to let out those shameful noises in this jungle.

She lay down with her hands on either side of his head and straddled him; if all he wanted to do was lick and suck, this was the best position. Veyron's sucking was sloppy, he released her swollen bud and realised the compromising situation they had gotten themselves into.

"This your special reward night, isn't there anywhere else you'd like to touch?" She asked tantalisingly with a neutral yet inviting expression at all times. Her yellow eyes seemed to stare into his very soul as if already aware of desires he had yet to let loose.

She couldn't be any more inviting… his hands reached her big, soft and toned bottom clad in tight pants with a peach shapely curve too evident even within those trousers. He didn't fondle them, just held them but even then Mihawk was ready to give him another surprise.

She exhaled a hot breath and raised up again, standing above him in all her glory... all Veyron could do was gulp a massive lump of saliva he was holding in his mouth when she started taking her trousers and underwear away, casting them aside. The little light brought over by the moon didn't allow him to see much, but for the briefest of seconds, he caught the glimpse of a black neatly trimmed garden before she lowered back down into the same position, now naked.

Mihawk smiled when she saw how nervous he looked.

"Are you having inhibitions at this stage? don't you want to touch it directly?"

The smirking lady took his left hand and placed it on her butt then his right hand was placed on her wet breast, Veyron felt his head was about to explode.

"This was your request. I never break up on my word, son. Touch and suck to your heart's content until the sun rises".